The Great Gatsby By : ANTHONY WILHITE


The great Gatsby is about a man who looks and watches another man transform into the person who he really is. As the story goes along we discover secret of this man named Gatsby and and his. Eventually we learn that he is in love with a women named daisy and he has done everything he has done up to this point for this women named daisy. We also learn his real name, where he his from, how he got is wealth, and about his past.

The theme is about identity a man who must find his true place in the world by the women he loves and met a long time ago.


"If it wasn't for the mist we could see your home across the bay," said Gatsby. "You always have a green light that burns all night at the end of your dock." Daisy put her arm through his abruptly, but he seemed absorbed in what he had just said. Possibly it had occurred to him that the colossal significance of that light had now vanished forever. Compared to the great distance that had separated him from Daisy it had seemed very near to her, almost touching her. It had seemed as close as a star to the moon. Now it was again a green light on a dock. His count of enchanted objects had diminished by one. (ch5.pg121-122)

"It excited him, too, that many men had already loved Daisy — it increased her value in his eyes." Chapter 8

He hadn't once ceased looking at Daisy, and I think he revalued everything in his house according to the measure of response it drew from her well-loved eyes. Sometimes, too, he stared around at his possessions in a dazed way, as though in her actual and astounding presence none of it was any longer real. Once he nearly toppled down a flight of stairs. (5.112)

all shows that everything he did was for this one women named daisy waiting across the lake with a green light letting jay gatz that she was still there.

description of gatsby-He had one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reasurnese in it, that you may cross four or fice times in life"(44)
description of daisy “I looked back at my cousin who began to ask me questions in her low, thrilling voice. It was the kind of voice that the ear follows up and down as if each speech is an arrangement of notes that will never be played again. Her face was sad and lovely with bright things in it, bright eyes and a bright passionate mouth--but there was an excitement in her voice that men who had cared for her found difficult to forget: a singing compulsion, a whispered "Listen," a promise that she had done gay, exciting things just a while since and that there were gay, exciting things hovering in the next hour.” (ch1.pg33)

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